Saturday, May 16, 20091:50 AM
it's been quite sometimes, beck.
"follow me, baby i won't let you leave if you believe in me.and i always set you free from all those yesteryears.
but you don't know how much, i got believe in you." "what a fool, i don't know about tomorrow, what it's like to be.i was sure, couldn't let myself to go. even though i feel the end.on my fair, floating like a bird its in her wings.full moon sways, gently in the night of one fine day.you are there, smiling in my arms for all those years."